| Lyrics: | [includes Amnerika]
[FZ synclavier]
Harry:
JESUS, that was terrific! I've
never experienced anything quite like that in a theater before! How 'bout you,
RHONDA?
Rhonda:
You're a worm, HARRY. Drop dead. God, you're disgusting! Don't
touch me! YUCK! What is this scum on your chest? Did that little rubber MAMMY 'do something' on
you?
Thing-Fish:
(alarmed)
OB'DEWLLA! You lil' vagrant! What you been up to
wit de chump over deahh? Lemme see yo' draw's! Uh-HUHHHH! Jes' couldn't hep y'seff, could ya! Pheww!
You best be washin' dat thang off, dahlin'! I knows we's sposed ta be un-DESTRUCTABLE, but what you
got ripenin' down dere be puttin' us all to DE TEST! Yow!
Evil Prince:
(fake Broadway
singing)
Pers'nally, dahlin',
I found de pre-formnence
Wit de brief-case
To be
un-creedably stim-u-lat-nin'!
Rhonda:
Eat shit, you overbearing male chauvinist
member of the scientific community!
Thing-Fish:
What a sweet lil' hunk o' heaven
she growed up t'be! When she were deflateable, she dint say nothin' . . . jes kept her face open
like dis . . . waitin' fo de salami dat never 'rived! Now she fuckin' de briefcase, dumpin' de paper
all over de flo', hair up in a ugly ol' bun, fountain pen danglin' out her asshole, an' talkin'
dirty to a member o' de ROYAL FAM'LY!
Girl! Dis cocksucker mights be EVIL, but he AM a
PRINCE! Now he be talkin' de vernakluh, I's findin' it consid'rubly mo' cornvemient to indemnify wit
his 'point-o-view!
Evil Prince:
Sho' nuff! Um-hmm! Yeah! You a WISE ol' MAMMY!
Where you fum, 'rijnlyy?
Thing-Fish:
Why . . . uh . |
